~Ryker~
Last night was total chaos. I had to drag my Lange to the bathroom because he was super drunk.
His whole body felt heavy and floppy, like a big warm rag doll. I wrapped my arm around him and half-carried, half-pulled him down the long hallway. His head kept dropping onto my shoulder, bouncing a little with each step. His breath smelled awful, like cheap whiskey mixed with the sour smell of vomit that was already coming up. Yuck!
Every time our skin touched, something weird happened inside me. My wolf side the wild part I usually keep under control went completely crazy. It was like he was banging on the door from the inside, shouting "Let me out! Let me out!"
Push, push, push. My heart raced fast. My skin got all hot and tingly right where Lange leaned against me. My
